Dan grabbed the phone, his hand interfering with the prince's magic grasp. "He'll call you back."
Blueblood tried to yank the phone out of Dan's hand. "What ARE you doing?! Let go of my car phone!"
"Get off my ride." Dan pulled the phone back.
"Unhand the royal phone!"
"Get off. My. Ride."
"Ngggghhh!" The prince groaned, pulling the phone between the two of them. Dan did not release, glaring steadfast at Blueblood. He leaned forward as the usurper pulled but his feet didn't move an inch. Blueblood wasn't used to even this amount of magical exertion; his levitation grip faded against Dan's physical hold.
*crunk*"OW!" And it clocked him right in the side of the head.
"Aha-haha-haha-ha-*clunk* OWHH!" The phone's cord snapped back in Dan's grip and it rubberbanded, still in the human's grasp, right into Blueblood's muzzle.
"You STRUCK me!"
"You hit ME!"
The two grabbed each other by the shoulders, determined to push the other off the side. Teeth gritted, they twisted and pulled each other, locked in a battle of grips. The corded car phone, still in Dan's hand, began to wrap around them as they they spun. After three wraps, the tautness of the early 90's telephone yanked them back to the dashboard and sprung them over the side.
"Grallgghh!!"
"Uhhllgghh!!"
The pair hung in front of the chariot, momentarily strangled by the plastic-coated wire, smashed together and grasping their necks. Fortunately, their combined weight pulled the chariot's solid gold podium platform down, causing it to lean until the pair of them were on the ground. Blueblood quickly took advantage of that fact and before Dan could free himself from the tangled phone line, the prince teleported out of it.
"Aahhhhhhh!!!" The immediate lack of weight caused the chariot to flip back up again and Dan to get flipped with it. He was flung like a catapult back around onto the chariot's platform and smashed into the wooden finish.
"Ha-haha-haha," Blueblood laughed as Dan was flung. "Ohā¦" His laugh abruptly stopped as the chariot continued its catapult motion and snapped back down again, hammering the white stallion into the dirt with a solid *wham*. It continued rocking back and fourth, smashing him into the ground.
"Uhhhllllā¦ oooooogā¦" The prince groaned, flattened against the dirt. Finally, the chariot stopped the hammering motion and stood upright again.
*WHAM*
"AUGLLLPH!" It slammed him one more time for no apparent reason.
*WHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAM* Then a few more times probably because it didn't like Blueblood either.
"Errrrgghhā¦ gerrrrrrrrā¦" Tiny, gold cartoony parasprites circled Blueblood's head as he lay there dazed.
Grabbing the handlebars, Dan pulled himself up from the floor. His disorientation cleared immediately when he saw the prone form of Blueblood laying on the ground in front of him. "HaHA! And now, I'm gonna run you over with MY chariot!" He revved the handlebars and hit the primer for what he thought was the ignition.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!" In actuality, it was the ejector seat.
Blueblood slowly pried himself off the ground, bruised and covered in dirt. His tiara-crown hybrid was crumpled to resemble more of a paper crown and was missing jewels while other gems were loose, as were his teeth. He steadied himself against the chariot and in response, the chariot started to lean forward to crush him again but he quickly braced against it to stop that from happening.
*fwhump* Dan landed on the ground just a few feet away from him. He was on his feet by the time Blueblood shambled over to him. For a few huffing moments, the pair stared at each other, both beaten and angry.
"Youā¦ you don't deserve to be a princeā¦ of anything. Not even of a mini golf course. Or tennis."
"Oh, save it," Blueblood brushed off the threat. "No one ever gets what theyā¦ what they deserve. They either get moreā¦ or they get less. Like you. Or the shapeshifter. Both of you didn't deserve to be a part of this world but here you areā¦ screwing things up for everypony else."
Rage burned inside Dan. His breathing became faster, harder.
"You don't say that about Chrys, asshole! She could change into a better ruler than you if she changed into the throne you sat on!"
"You're all peasants!" Blueblood yelled. "I've been treated like a spoiled snob since I was born! I didn't get the chance to be anything else! And I waited in line for the throne for years just to watch her give it up to a unicorn who'd rather be in Ponyville?! Living with these hicks?!!"
"Waitā¦.," Dan held up his hand, panting. "You were supposed to be the ruler ofā¦ of Ponyville?"
Blueblood shook his head, steadying himself on the chariot. "No, you buffoon, but I was the next in line for a kingdom. There's more royalty than there are provinces. Auntie Tia assigns territory to princes and princesses based on lineage, our place in the royal family. She has for generations! After Luna came back, I was SUPPOSED to get assigned a province and Earl Earl was supposed to get my country club! But now, little Twilight Sparkle's a princess so EVERYTHING's been shifted again!"
"She probably knew you wouldn't make a good leader."
"I am a great leader!"
"Ha," Dan scoffed. "You couldn't lead a parade if you started marching in front of one and twirled a baton."
"Pfft. You already used that joke once."
"You know what else I used?" Dan held up the car phone. "This."
Whatever smug grin Blueblood wore was immediately wiped off him when Dan punched him with the car phone. The prince was hit so hard he spun around and hit the chariot's side, like when George McFly slugged out Biff at the end of Back to The Future. But unlike that movie, Dan didn't let up. He grabbed BB by the shoulder and wailed into him again with the car phone.
"You. Have. An. Incoming. Call!" Dan said, repeatedly slugging the white pony.
"*burr-barr-breee*"We're sorry; the number you have dialed is no longer in service. Please hang up and try again." The phone finally broke. Dan put it on top of Blueblood's head like it was an answering machine.
Triumphant, the human stomped back over to the house and pounded on the door. "Twilight! Guys! I have good news!"
The door opened. Most of them were already dressed but apparently Fluffle was a bit tooā¦ fluffyā¦ for her uniform.
The fluffy mare glared unamusedly as Twilight and Phoenix tried to get the bedazzled shirt over her font hooves."Thppppbbbbbbppppā¦" I am NOT fat. This is just my winter fluff.
(But it's spring.) Phoenix's inner dialogue said.
"Pbbbbbttthrrpp." My fluff doesn't obey your puny nature rules, lawyer.
(Point taken.)
"Guys, I got good news," Dan announced. "We aren't going anywhere with Bloomers."
"Why's thatā¦ hrrrggggā¦ Dan?" Twilight asked, pulling the uniform over Fluffle.
Dan threw his thumb over his shoulder. "I had a phone conference with the monarch and he's decided to reconsider his position."
"Really?" Chrys asked. "How did you manage that?"
"Once again, violence has solved all our problems," Dan said with satisfaction. "I've yet to meet a situation the right application of force combined with verbal abuse could not correct."
"Awwwwā¦" Blast Fuse and Blast Powder moaned from underneath a pile of bombs and a stack of TNT. "But we wanted to use explosive force!"
Dan ruffled their manes. "There's always next time, girls."
Another knock at the door drew their attention. "Excuse me? Are you all quite done?"
The hair on the back of Dan's neck spiked. "How the heck could he be up again so quickly?!"
Twilight shrugged. "Respawned? Someone rezzed him?"
Stomping over, Dan tore open the door. Behind it, Blueblood stood, unscathed and even his crown was undamaged. "Well, thank goodness you're decent, captain. Are we ready to depart?"
"How the buck are you standing?" Dan asked. "I gave you the royal beatdown you deserved!"
"What?" Blueblood asked, momentarily confused. "OH, haha. You must've been talking about my stunt double, Bleublood."
Dan's face went blank. "Stunt double?" Over the prince's shoulder, a pair of paramedics were already hauling off a second Blueblood on a stretcher. "I feel cheated now."
"Ah-haha-ha," the prince laughed. "Did you really think it would be that easy, captain? Well, I do hope you enjoyed your chance to vent a little frustration but we must be going. Hop to it, now!"
The human frowned and turned back to Twilight and the others. "Can you guys wait inside for another five minutes?"
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7066331 Exactly my reaction. Thanks for pointing that out.
Hahahahaha, oooooooh BB... you asshat, nice chapter well done ya goob
Now, onto Season Six of MLPFIM.
TOodles for now, and continue with this awesomeness!
I see your Schwartz is bigger than mine.
Its the Wile Coyote and Roadrunner show, catapult hour.
Dracula:Dead and loving it.?
This Blueblood, he is like Tribbles. Fortunately, not by his own efforts.
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Pretty much that was Dan's reaction though he might've been too exhausted to express it.
7066917 I haven't really watched the show since season 3. Sadly, Twilicorn ruined my taste for it. The guy who made Turnabout Storm felt the same way and he was my inspiration for joining the fandom. But it's been an important springboard for launching my own ideas and projects, like this one. So I will press onward with my own show until I get it fully written and animated. MLP:FIM is the foundation on which I build a platform to raise my ideas to the heavens and a brighter future, a future which the Blast Sisters are also a part of. With every new addition, they're the ones that set off the fireworks.
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Really now? Welp, i sti;ll like the litle dork, nothing really ruined the show for me... not yet anyway, I'm sure somethign will come along to irk me greatly. And really now? He did, that's really awesome, hehehe. I honestly can't wait to see this animated, it'd be awesome I bet Damn straight the Blast Sisters do, heeheehee!
Keep it up!
7068554 Oh, undoubtedly it's still a good show and yeah, every show eventually has something that you don't like in it. You have to take the good with the bad and I did with FIM. But I don't really have much of an interest in the show itself any more. There's more to it than just Twilicorn obviously but the alicorn conundrum was still a pretty big blow. But it's a combination of several reasons.
First and foremost, I've been a fan of things since I was a kid. The Japanese word "otaku" has described me at different times: the compulsory feeling to own, to hold every part of a franchise, I've definitely felt that. I've been a part of a lot of fandoms from Transformers to Pokemon and they're not all the same. The best fandoms are the ones that give back to the fans, the ones where loyalty is acknowledged, even rewarded. Some people hate pandering but I've seen the other end of that and it isn't pretty. So I am ALL about pandering. First rule of broadcasting: give the people what they want. I think that applies to a lot of things.
That's one of the reasons I like OCs and fan ideas. The characters I love, the characters and worlds we love, can never truly belong to us as fans. Because we didn't make them. No matter how much you know or think you know about one of the mane 6, Lauren Faust and the other creators will always have the final say on it. Because they made them. That's just how it is. Lauren is generous with her creations though, unlike some other artists from another popular franchise I won't name but reference heavily in this story.
So the best way for me to get a part of any fandom apart from making my own is to create OCs, ideas, stories, vehicles and weapons and put them into a crossover story. Some people ask me, if I'm going to do all this, why not just make your own franchise? Because I don't want a whole franchise. Just a few small parts of it to call my own, maybe some fun stuff that I created added to it. And this story is my way of allowing others to do the same.
Of course, I eventually got to the philosophical question do we really create concepts or just discover them? Society seems to have answered that question for us, but personally, I believe no one can ever truly own a guy like Dan or a pony girl like Twilight. They will belong to themselves first, even characters I created like Edge Antares or Springer. Ideas should be free for anyone to use if they truly love them. We, as their creators, are more like parents. We're responsible for them, we get credit for them being here but they can do more than just what we think up for them. Like our children, we have to let them make their own mark on the world. If you love something, you want it to be free. And then the day comes when you're just happy you were here to be a part of it, happy to deliver it. It doesn't even matter who has credit any more, not at that level.
That's Derpy's message with the muffins. As I've said many times, anyone who truly loves this story and wants to have a part of it can. Now you know why.
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Oh believe me, I've felt that as well at different times with many franchises and even movies and what have ya.
But yeah man, I understand completely, even if I can't really think of mcu hto say in regards to an extensive reply. But don't worry, I understand why now, hehe.
You're an interesting chap my friend, very interesting.
Keep up the fantastic work!
There was something just so... Satisfying about that whole thing.
~Dollars.
Wish I could beat up blue blood...
I agree with Dan. I feel cheated.
7084411 Did you like that Hydra Squad was spared or would you rather have them been killed off? Also, Spinner's dialogue after being defeated is a reference to Eugene from Hey Arnold!.
A stunt double?! REALLY?! Sacre bleu
I think all the seasons past Twilicorn were worth it did the changeling guest at the wedding.
Damn, only a stunt double?